从箱底拖出两台退休已久的笔记本，潮霉味混着灰尘扑面而来，沉甸甸的分量压着手心，机身边角早被磨出掉漆的毛边。
按下开机键，“嗡 ——” 的声响慢吞吞响起，电源灯亮起。好几年没通电，能亮屏已是万幸。生怕它中途黑屏，小心翼翼敲下回车，看着屏幕跳出一行行陌生的进程文字，心中期待这次能供运行时间长一点
点开存储盘：塞满 D、E、F、G 盘的，是那些年的工作报表、团建时笑到模糊的合影、毕业照里青涩的面孔，还有出差途中随手拍下的风景。文件名并不陌生，内容却隔着厚厚的时光，记忆早成了一团模糊的影子。
删删改改，最后挑些图片挪进移动硬盘。其实早没了非留不可的意义，只是听着旧电脑风扇颤巍巍的转动声，忽然就想把那些快要淹没在岁月里的日子，再往硬盘里挤一挤。
谁知道下一次翻开这些照片会是哪年？但此刻屏幕还亮着，就忍不住想多留住些什么。
I pulled out two long-retired laptops from the bottom of the storage bin. A damp, musty smell mixed with dust hit me at once, and their heavy weight pressed down on my palms. The edges of the cases were worn and chipped, with paint peeling off.
I pressed the power button. A slow hum started up, and the power light came on. They hadn’t been turned on in years—just getting them to boot was a win. I held my breath, scared they might shut off halfway. I tapped the Enter key gently, watching lines of unfamiliar process text pop up on the screen, hoping they’d keep running a bit longer.
Opening the drives, I found D, E, F and G packed with old work reports, blurry team outing photos, youthful graduation shots, and random snaps from business trips. The file names weren’t new to me, but their contents felt so far away—memories had long turned into a fuzzy blur.
After sorting and deleting files, I copied some photos to an external hard drive. Honestly, there was no real need to keep them anymore. But listening to the old laptops’ fans whirring weakly, I suddenly wanted to squeeze those days—almost lost to time—into the drive a little tighter.
Who knows when I’ll look at these photos again? But with the screens still glowing right now, I just can’t help holding onto a little more of the past.